Her Unscrupulous CEO

"Just eat." Zhuang wennuan shakes her head. She still eats less snacks.

Jomuzer took her in the direction of the dishes.

Zhuang wennuan watched the man pick vegetables. She watched. At this time, two girls passed by her and immediately screamed.

"Wow! How handsome!"

Zhuang wennuan couldn't help laughing. He went to see someone and found that he didn't seem to hear at all. Maybe he was praised on the road. He's already used to it!

The two men bought vegetables. Zhuang wennuan saw him carrying two bags and wanted to help him, but the man avoided him.

"Just walk well." the man whispered.

Zhuang wennuan immediately felt that she was regarded as a child by him. Of course, she walked well.

After buying vegetables and returning to the villa, the time unknowingly arrived at more than 11:00 noon. Qiao Muze rolled his sleeves and carried the vegetables into the kitchen. Zhuang wennuan immediately followed him in.

Joe muzer handed her the simple vegetables. "Go wash the vegetables!"

"I can wash the dishes." Zhuang wennuan took the dishes and washed them.

Joe muzer looked at her carefully washing dishes, and the corners of her mouth bent.

After Zhuang wennuan washed the dishes, she saw Qiao Muze cutting the dishes. She immediately wanted to try, "let me cut everything, OK?"

"No, you'll cut it." Joe muzer didn't trust her to operate.

"But when I cook, I must cut the vegetables! Please, let me cut everything?" Zhuang wennuan pleaded.

Qiao Muze had to take the vegetables and give them to her. Zhuang wennuan cut them well.

The dishes are ready, and the next step is cooking. Zhuang wennuan looks at it carefully. Although she turns on the range hood, Zhuang wennuan still feels that her nose is itchy. It seems that she wants to sneeze.

However, this kind of thing is beyond her control, but this idea is still very strong.

Joe muzer just cooked the dishes and started the pot. He looked at her and said, "go and give it to me..."

"Yawn..." Zhuang wennuan sneezed at the handsome man's face.

The man stared slightly, and his handsome face was a little stiff.

Zhuang wennuan was also stunned. With a strong sense of guilt, she immediately swung her sleeves, "I'm sorry, I'll wipe it for you!"

Joe muzer was angry and it was useless to wipe. He immediately stretched out his hand and held her small faces on both sides.

Zhuang's warm, pink and tender face was deformed by him, and her red lips were also shaped into O by men. He thought the man wanted to relieve his anger in this way.

However, in the next second, the man's eyes flashed a touch of danger. He bent down and kissed her two plump red lips in a tough way to relieve his anger in this way.

"Hmm..." now it's Zhuang wennuan's turn to stare round her eyes. On her red lips, the man made some punitive actions, which made her pretty face red.

Joe muzer kissed for a while, finally relieved his anger, loosened her little face, looked at her red face, and he ordered in a low voice, "don't go and get a towel."

Zhuang wennuan is speechless. Isn't he relieved? You want her to bring a towel? But who let her sneeze on his face? Hey! Bad luck.

Zhuang wennuan came over with a wet towel and wiped his handsome face. The man said to her, "if you can't get used to the smell of oil smoke, go out first and don't make trouble here."

Zhuang wennuan is also embarrassed. If she provokes him again, she will be finished.

Zhuang wennuan stepped out of the kitchen. The picture of being kissed by him just now came to mind. Her face was always red.

She was a little upset. Why did she accept his punishment? unfair. Joe muzer's mood, inexplicably feel happy, there are still some unfinished feelings.

It's just that the woman seems reluctant.

Joe muzer came out with three fried dishes and a pot of thick soup with insulated gloves. Zhuang wennuan had run out of the garden to breathe.

What had just happened in the kitchen was too fast for her to think.

Now think about it, the relationship between her and this man seems to have deviated from some directions and can't go on like this.

Mingming is just acting. She doesn't want to take it seriously.

Joe muzer stepped out and looked at the girl sitting on the white bench in the garden. "Eat." he opened his mouth in a low voice.

Zhuang wennuan saw him and thought of the kiss just now. If she was frivolous by the drunken man last night, she could forgive him.

But just now, he couldn't do that.

Zhuang wennuan gritted her teeth. She summoned up her courage and walked towards him, "young master Qiao, let's talk first."

Qiao Muze's Mo eyes narrowed slightly, trying to see what was thinking in her head.

"What do you want to talk to me about?" jomuzer was slightly interested.

"We must not really be lovers. We live under the same roof. I want to make three rules with you. We still have to stick to some bottom lines, such as."

"For example, you peeked at me taking a bath while I was drunk." the man mocked and made the first sound.

Zhuang wennuan immediately blushed again. She hurriedly explained, "I didn't. I just heard that there was no sound in your bathroom. I went in to see you because I was worried about you."

Qiao Muze naturally knew that she was kind, so he had to smile, "OK, I believe you." Zhuang wennuan saw that he was serious for a few minutes and continued, "just like what happened in the kitchen just now, I know it's my fault to sneeze at you, and I didn't mean it. You can relieve your anger in another way. Please Du definitely I have this in the future

Behavior. "

"You just say, don't let me kiss you." Joe muzer's face was a little cold.

Zhuang wennuan was stunned. Yes, she just wanted to express this meaning.

"Yes." Zhuang wennuan nodded.

Joe Muse's eyes flashed a touch of annoyance, but reluctantly agreed, "OK, I promise you."

"Also, don't get so drunk in the future."

"Are you worried about my disorderly sex after drinking?" Joe muzer said her mind.

Zhuang wennuan swallowed his saliva. Can't this man speak more tactfully?

She sighed slightly. "Yes, I'm worried about that."

Qiao Muze frowned and said around his arm, "OK, I promise you, try not to touch wine in the future."

Although Zhuang wennuan is very happy that he will guarantee this, how does this sentence sound so ambiguous?

What do you mean he promised her?

"I'm just a suggestion. I don't want to interfere in your life." Zhuang wennuan couldn't help saying more.

"Can we eat now? I'm hungry," said jomuzer, turning into the hall. Zhuang wennuan looked at his attitude. She had a feeling that he didn't listen at all. She felt a little powerless. Does this man like to disrespect people so much? Sitting at the table, Zhuang wennuan was hungry. As soon as he sat down, the man took the good meal

Put it in front of her and Zhuang wennuan took it. "Thank you. I'll call you this afternoon. Just give me the card number."

Qiao Muze raised his eyebrows. "It's not urgent. It's settled at the end of the month."

"And I'll give you the money for that bag." Zhuang wennuan still owes him a lot of money.

"OK." Joe muzer answered, but he didn't promise to give her a card number now.

"Or I'll take cash for you!" Zhuang wennuan is a person who doesn't like to owe people.

"No, I don't like cash," Joe Muse refused.

Zhuang wennuan had to say, "give me your card number at the end of that month!"

After dinner, Zhuang wennuan sat in the garden with his mobile phone. Now their news is still on the Internet. Many multimedia people write copies with their news, consume their traffic and earn eyeballs.

Zhuang wennuan looked at the comments of her fans. Most of them were blessing her. However, only she knew that these blessings were empty.

She called her grandmother. She ate well and slept well there, and she didn't want her grandmother to worry. She said that her recent work was also very smooth and let her have a good time.

Blue house.

After lunch, LAN chunian wanted to ask her eldest brother to play badminton in the nearby badminton hall in the afternoon. She knocked on the door, and LAN Qianhao's voice came from inside.

"Come in."

When LAN chunian pushed the door in, he saw three large and small boxes in his brother's room, and the man was packing on the counter next to him. "Brother, are you going to travel?" Lan chunian asked in surprise.

LAN Qianhao turned to look at her, "no, I'm going to move out."

"Why?" Lan chunian asked puzzled. The family lived well. Why did brother move out?

"Because my villa is close to the company, I will be busy recently, so I won't go home for the time being." Lan Qianhao made up a reason. "Oh! But..." Lan chunian bit his red lips, "what do I think you should do! “